2017-04-11

Reviews From The Chesterfield

Ghost
in the Shell

Directed by Rupert Sanders

Based on the manga by Shirow Masamune

In the near future, the cyberneticly enhanced
super-soldier known as The Major (Scarlett Johansson), along with her team, Public
Security Section 9, wages war against the world’s most dangerous criminals and
terrorists. Hanka Robotics, the company
that built The Major’s cybernetic body, also holds the secret to her true
identity, a secret that could destroy the company, and they are willing to go
to any and all lengths to protect it, even if it means killing anyone who gets
in their way.

This is a visually spectacular film, Production Designer
Jan Roelfs and his team nailed Shirow’s cyberpunk esthetic perfectly from the
brightly coloured garishness of Newport City’s holographic advertisements that
seem to adorn every skyscraper, to the look of the vehicles, and right down to
the details on the cyborgs themselves whether it be an eye, a leg or a finger,
the details are astounding. As a
longtime fan of the original work, this live-action re-imagining is everything
one could hope for. This film however, more
resembles the 1995 anime film by Mamoru Oshii more so than the original manga. Gone is The Major’s “girlishness” and quirky
sense of humour, and the tachikomas (Ai mini-tank mecha) are nowhere to be
seen, but that’s okay because the 1995 film is an anime masterpiece and
required viewing for anyone who calls themselves a fan of Japanese
entertainment. If you’re going to borrow, it’s okay to borrow from the best. That's not to say the film is without humour, its just not the same kind of humour found in the manga.

Scarlett Johansson is mesmerizing as The Major, playing
the part with a commanding physicality, when she enters a room, she owns
it. I don’t know what kind of work out regimen
she was on for the film, but she looks leaner, and more muscular than she has in
previous flicks, more a force to be reckoned with, and in this film she very much is. Takeshi Kitano plays
Aramaki, the Chief of Section 9, with a calculated brooding that simmers just
below the surface for most of the film before finally exploding to the surface
in the third act as he shows just how bad-ass the 70 year old actor can still
be. Pilou Asbaek who plays Batou, and the rest of the
cast give solid performances, even if most of them are given very little to do
on screen, but what would you expect, this flick is meant to be The Major’s
story. I’m sure if there were to be a
sequel or two the other members of Section 9 would have the time to be fleshed
out a little more, but since that isn’t going to happen…

Ghost in the Shell is a good movie, competently directed,
well paced, enjoyable actioner, with a fantastic soundtrack, and a story that’s
just different enough from the original source material to offer a few surprises
for longtime fans. Unfortunately I
cannot help to reflect that by now the modern movie-going audience has seen
most of this before. Since the release
of Shirow’s manga in 1993 there have been many TV shows and movies that have at
the very least been influenced by the work, if not in some cases downright
ripped off Ghost in the Shell’s core ideas.
Maybe if the film had come out in the late 1990s or early 2000s before
flicks like The Matrix could preemptively
steal its thunder it could have found a wider audience? And herein is the problem: the audience. Generation X anime/manga otaku like me have
been flocking to this film, but we are few and far between these days. Millennial fans, who make up the vast
majority of anime/manga otaku today, are notoriously cheap individuals who find
no value in paying for entertainment, and would much rather steal it through
illegal downloads. So if a slick, well
produced film like Ghost in the Shell
will not get them out of their parent’s basements to spend $15 to see it then
they really have no right to complain when Hollywood passes on something they
might actually be interested in watching; a crappy live-action Naruto film for instance.

1 comment:

Anonymous
said...

How utterly satisfying it is to read a movie review that is articulate, engaging, and informative. In the rapidly devolving arena of the internet, thoughtful and reasoned critique has given way to first-past-the-post angryism, buffered only by the equally irksome fanboy circle-jerk. You have risen above all of this in admirable fashion. Well done, old man. And thank you.Have I seen this movie? Of course not, don't be ridiculous. The point is, this review was so delicious, so stuffed with real actual words, I now feel compelled to see it. Something so weird, and Japanese, and mangasomething. And for that I curse you. It better be good, fatboy.